Monday, March 03, 2008

I've Been Up for 19 Hours

Heartfelt thanks to everyone who (here and elsewhere, and even in real, non-Internet-based, life!) wished us well today as we traveled to a very large, very impressive, urban university medical center for Julia's outpatient surgery. We were back home by noon, but since we had left our house at 4 a.m., that already made for a long day. Can I just say: getting up at three in the morning is possibly my least favorite thing to do.

Julia did great. But still, I was amazed at how involved even a minor surgery really is. As long as it involves general anesthesia, we're talking pre-procedure fasting rules; long waits while everything and everyone is prepped; surgical ward playrooms full of scared, sick kids; IVs; and that awful post-anesthesia crying and disorientation. But Julia really was very brave. And in the end, everything was fine.

I was reminded, though, on the drive home to our town, of a Great Truism of Parenting: At some point, someone WILL vomit in the car. They just will. It's better to get used to the idea now.

5 comments:

Becky said...

So glad it all went well (even if some puke was involved!). :)

Heidi said...

Congratulations to Julia, Mom and Dad (and probably Grandma and Grandpa and Genevieve too!)! Glad THAT'S done with, eh?!

Shan said...

For sure! Oh, and Genevieve did great too. Apparently she didn't cry at all when she woke up and we weren't here. Played all morning with Nonna and Boppa and had a blast. Unfortunately she woke up with a terrible cold and a fever this morning! Too much fun yesterday?!

squab said...

I'm so glad everyone survived! Kudos to Julia for being such a trouper.

Jordan said...

Glad it's overwith. Gotta love the car puke. Always my favorite.